"Knock knock—"
While Dylan Wellington was in the study room, wearing headphones and listening to the meeting notes recorded by Tom Nelson, the sudden knocking startled him.
He frowned unhappily.
Ever since he became blind, his temper has become more violent, even though he knew Tom Nelson must have something important to report when knocking at this time.
But being interrupted during work still made him irritable and unhappy.
"Come in," the man said in a deep voice, but he didn't remove the headphones, instead turning up the volume on the voice recorder.
This made Dylan Wellington, whose hearing became exceptionally good after losing his sight, unable to discern the footsteps of the person entering, which were different from Tom Nelson's usual steps.
His cold, ink-black eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the seductive eyes that were once charmingly confident were now hollow, unfocused.
Dylan Wellington's whole being was in rejection of the outside world.
